I, for one, am not going to tell you whether or not that was god. He asked me to keep quiet on the issue of you.
And hey, who's counting. Forty day, forty minutes, close enough. We here at WQWGHA were noticing a quip shortage, and though it wasn't being openly discussed, I'm pretty sure everyone knew it was because you were out for a walk.
But I love deserts. I hope you got to enjoy a little of your little time in one. Between the scorpions, the snakes with teeth, little critters crawling with maggots and the hot sun, I find such places as close to perfect as I could ever want. For periods of up to ten minutes. I never did figure out how half a million people could stay lost for 40 years. I mean, its not like they weren't incentivized to get the hell out of Dodge. Being god's chosen people should suck that much.
But you're back. That's all that matters. You didn't miss much, other than us missing you.